#encouraging things

[talxns]

you know how bruce will pretend that dick’s banter and puns aren’t amusing but he does truly find them endearing? do you think he’s like that with dirty talk too?

[decayhexerei]

@tanalovee replied to your post “I’m looking into working for NASA someday (which of course means I’ll...”

Good luck! I am currently getting my degree on astrophysics with slight emphasis in engineering! You can do it.

(that’s really cool omg!)

and thank you it really means a lot to see someone say that, I’ll keep tryin’ for it

[ocdoctopus]

Anon Submission

I'm 13 and on the road to recovery. It's much younger than many dream of even beginning to free themselves. I have, among many other categories, contamination and "superstition" OCD. I rarely go outside. The contamination makes me scared of even air and the superstition doesn't let me step on sidewalk cracks. My family thought getting me a dog would help. It would force me to go outside, my biggest trigger. Back in November, they did. We went to a shelter and I picked out a cute little Schnauzer mix. I named him Yoda because his ears were so big that they flopped. There's a school district office on my street that I've walked him there since the beginning. (Where I live, it's always searing hot, keep that in mind as you read on.) It started in November with me completely covering myself to avoid contaminants entirely. I wore pants sealed with tall boots, long sleeves sealed with gloves, a scarf for my back/neck/chest and a surgical mask to cover my face. I walked strictly on the sidewalk, avoiding cracks of course, and never touched a blade of grass. In December, the medications kicked in. I started wearing pants and long sleeves and walking RIGHT NEXT to the sidewalk for a bit, then on the edge, still avoiding cracks. Therapy finally started helping then. In January, I wore capris and three quarter sleeves and walked a maximum of a foot from the sidewalk and started walking closer to the cracks. I told my friends who were incredibly supportive next. They helped me so, so much. In February, I wore shorts just above the knee and short sleeves and walked a meter away from the sidewalk and stepped on seven cracks (my "safe" number). Today, in March, I did what was unimaginable just five months ago. I wore a tank top and shorty shorts. I never looked down to see if I stepped on cracks. It didn't bother me at all. When Yoda wanted to run across the field, I didn't hesitate to let him. I didn't look down to see if insects, my greatest fear in the contamination aspect of my OCD, were on my legs. I stared at his tail wagging while he ran. I didn't think about how I could get sick. I was thinking about how pretty Yoda's eyes are. I didn't think about what germs were on his leash handle. I thought about what treats I was going to give him when I got home. It gets better. For me, this meant letting my dog finally lick me. It can be something entirely different for you, and that's fine. But in just five months, I went from being totally locked in my room to actually wanting to go outside and cuddle with Yoda. It doesn't always happen that quick. It could've been five years before I got this far, and that's perfectly okay. It's different for everyone. If you get anything out of this unnecessarily long story, it's this: Progress is progress. It gets better. If you're not as bad as you were yesterday, you're better by definition. Pick up a dictionary. While you're at it, look up "beautiful," "warrior," and "strong" because that's what everyone reading this is. 

This is wonderful; I am so proud of you!!! Thank you so much for sharing this story :D

[littleliight]

Encouraged

“Okay.”

“Should I pray for you?”

“You’re dreaming for your sister.”

“#graceis is being able to say #graceis”

“This made me feel better. I’m glad I came.”

“I spent so much time today with you! I like it.”

[ocdoctopus]

Hey everyone. This week has been tough... I hope everyone is okay. Just trying to show some support and let anyone reading this know they aren't alone.

Thank you so much!

[ocdoctopus]

last week I slept at my own house after a party for the first time in a year I think - I did take quite a long shower first though, but still

Congratulations friend!! I’m very proud of you! :D

[ocdoctopus]

hey! i was diagnosed with ocd earlier this year after being diagnosed with gad for two years and struggling with ocd as long as i can remember. i've started cbt and while it's difficult and often really upsetting, it's been helpful in avoiding rituals and i'm starting to take my life back. just wanted to let everyone know that it can get better. it won't disappear, but it can get manageable :)

Thank you so much for this!! This is so encouraging :D I’m so happy for you!